OOC: Mysincereapologieslackofinspirationandsoforth.
IC:
"Vodad Bahris!" - shouted Airus - "Vodad Bahris..."
Bahris was lying in the grass, shaking with rage. And later, when he was told of it all, he himself found it weird. For, after all, he did not see his mother often for the last ten years, and as she was old he found her to be annoying and senile... Yet suddenly, when he heard the details, of how the mob tore her apart, of how Arhus gloated and declared this to be "justice"...
Something snapped, and Bahris for a few moments was lying on the grass, shaking with rage, biting grass and thinking of... something, even if Bahris had remembered his precise trails of thought he would not have mentioned them - he was scared. But soon, it was over.
Madness and rage were replaced by steely determination. Determination to carry out all his plans. No matter the cost.
---
"But... But we..."
"We had an agreement!"
"You promised that..."
"Plans changed." - replied Bahris coldly to the Tajra representatives - "The capital will be there, and the proclamation will be there. There can be no new Yatera hanakad. Instead, we will build the Okarad there. This is a matter of importance."
"No!" - declared one of the Tajra elders. The others remained quiet.
"Yes." - said Bahris, simply. The Tajra were afraid of him just as well. They wouldn't risk cancel the agreement NOW.
They gave up, ofcourse.
---
So it was that the work on the Empire begun. Months passed, and the Okarad was nearing completion. Scouts explored the lands, and infiltrated the tribes, and studied their stances. Bahris was on the move, and nothing was to stop him now.
But he did keep the elders, they still were nominally important. And the tribes were allowed to keep their specific customs... So, Bahris told himself, it was a lesser evil.
Yet, as it is known, he was wrong; for there is no global good or global evil. The world was changing, it was as simple as this. The old systems were dying out, and indeed, empires rose. Ruthless, opressive... but nonetheless, they also had much merit, for they gave meaning to the lives of many men, greater meaning then what was before. Empires, unlike petty, egoistical tribes, are based on self-sacrifice. The people gave up their freedom, the elite took up all the burden of reign... and the energy of the people was put to use. Armies were raised, and they became the main tool for expansion. Arts and sciences that would otherwise have come much later were now given a boost, as empires encouraged them, for the empires needed progress, needed immortality. Needed achievements.
Truly great were the empires where the ruler was at one with his people; and Bahris' Werkasely was such an Empire.
So say the lity.